Chapter 15
To: roy.harper@gleasonwatts.com
From: fatemerchant@gmail.com
Subject: Totally not fake. Seriously. I’m not kidding.
Hi, Roy:
Take a look at the pic. If you want to know more, meet me in Brewer Park this afternoon around 2pm by the octopus. I’ll be the guy with the camera.
Please don’t bring the axe.
J.
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To: roy.harper@gleasonwatts.com
From: fatemerchant@gmail.com
Subject: My bad.
Forgot to attach the pic. Sorry.
J.
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To: fatemerchant@gmail.com
From: roy.harper@gleasonwatts.com
Subject: Re: My bad.
What is this shit?
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To: roy.harper@gleasonwatts.com
From: fatemerchant@gmail.com
Subject: Re: Re: My bad.
Better if I explain in person. I can bring some refreshments. Do you like pork rinds?
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To: fatemerchant@gmail.com
From: roy.harper@gleasonwatts.com
Subject: WTF.
!!!
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To: roy.harper@gleasonwatts.com
From: fatemerchant@gmail.com
Subject: Re: WTF.
Brewer Park. 2pm. Will have a bunch of snacks available, as you didn’t respond to pork rind question.
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The Fate Merchant
FantasyJasper Kravitz is a slacker who inherits a camera that can take a picture of the very last thing a person sees before they die. When he decides to go into business for himself trying to sell people their fate for a very reasonable two hundred dolla...
